Whether or not someone kills themselves...is stronger then another...thinks that bullying is a part of life that makes you stronger etc etc....Doesnt justify it. The person may not kill themselves...but will have self image issues the rest of thier lives. There is no reason to put another person down-ever. There is no need or reason to call someone mean,hurtful names or degrade them in front of other people- Parents need to teach thier kids to have respect for each others uniqueness and being diffrent instead of teaching that if someone isnt in a perfect mold to mistreat them or that there is something wrong with them. And its not always parents...teens have an "im an adult" syndrom which makes them act out and do thier own things against parents rules or beleifs.

I was bullied from 1st grade to 12th grade.I almost killed myself but didnt and the bulling didnt make me stronger- but instead made me have self esteem issues to this day. Bullyng someone does affect thier life- each person handles it thier own way...but it only breeds negativity at the center core of a person.I always wondered...when someone would make fun of what i wore or how i looked...why not befriend me and teach me the right things to wear instead of hurting,insulting,stalking and meaness....

The slap on the hands from the school is never enough...i think the only thing that will get bullies to stop is the threat of felony charges...esp for the popular people who want to go to fancy schools, and the jocks who want sports scholarship....and i hope it goes nationwide...so that kids who are 'diffrent' can attend school, learn in a safe environment, have chances just like everyone else without being made fun of, and grow up without scars on thier hearts from mutiny.

I have this hope for my autistic son....and i will push for him to not be bullied in school...to have a safe and normal school life that i didnt get...and it starts with bullies being too scared to do anything anymore b/c parents will press charges of felonies.

I still remember faces and names from who bullied me so many years ago...and whenever i do see them i still want to run and hide...deny that i know them. Thier smiling faces looking at me innocently...while i recall in my mind the meanness. Perhaps only age will wipe them from my life...but when things happne to people like Phoebe Prince...i feel it all coming back again.